A better day. What id like to call a spark of light, or a torch in the cave. People talk a lot about a light at the end of the tunnel, but the sight of the glimpses of light make it all the more tempting to give up, it’s like the world is teasing me, I don’t know when, it could be tomorrow or the next day but the sunny days end and cease to be for a while. I’m savouring these nice feelings while they’re here which I suppose is the first benefit of me writing about my experience, I can try to appreciate what’s in front of me, something I’ve neglected to do for years now.